i woke up in my own bed...

and i swear i would have thought the last few weeks were a dream if i didnt wake up to ilyas on the other side of the room balled up sleep on my lil bitty ass couch. there is nothing to eat in here at all except a half bag of mike and ikes and some coffee or some shit.

i got a few days here in nyc to recharge (read: sit in my apt and get restless) before boston. so far the tour has been going great and no singular memory sticks out as being more amazing than the other, shit NOTHING sticks out. its all a blur. like it seriously feels like i havent been gone to be honest. it all is going by so fast. im not taking pictures or video tho, havent been in the mood to. maybe ill kick off the second leg by documenting it all like i did the last time around. maybe when i get off the road it wont be a blur who knows. i just know we are half way thru it and plans to extend the tour beyond april 22nd to reach the west coast are looking like it wont go down for various reasons. fear not tho, soon come...

i guess imma go shower and look for food or something... i wish there was something more interesting to say or show here... i need something to blog about. ill go find something awesome.. ill be back